Battery-operated portable iron. :D
I think I'll die if I don't start bowling again anytime soon.
Bah.
I know I should mug, but my physical self isn't cooperating.
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Imagine sitting yourself down for a plate of kuayteow after tuition's probably squeezed your brain dry.
Tastes pretty good, so you eat. And eat, till about half to three-quarters of the plate.
Then you notice something out of a part of the kuayteow on the plate. You push the food away, and you see a live beetle, seemingly digging its way through that mass of kuayteow.
Awesome. I think I need to puke.
And damn, I'm getting sick of my brace, but my back's beginning to hurt. Bah.
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